My thoughts in the gym....

I started off my personal ass kicking this morning with these words to an acquaintance..."No, I can't have coffee with you today, I'm meeting a client at the gym...and she's about to get a major ass kicking." What she didn't know, was that the trainer and client were both me. I took one hour to dedicate to my own personal goals this morning. There were probably ten times that I thought, "I have way too much to do today....why am I working out...I should be going to Giant, dry cleaners, target, doing laundry, making phone calls...and any other excuse I should make...which included, I work out every single day...why am I going to the gym again?" In reality, I needed it. I needed to be silent, to sweat, to listen to my personal choice of music and give myself the workout I needed today. My goal going into the gym was to sweat like a man, to drench my clothes and walk out panting and feeling like I was a giant noodle. And that I did.

Here were my thoughts while working out:

"When is that woman getting off the treadmill....I don't want to do the stair master...."

"I love the stair master...my ass is on fire...."

30 min later....

"I hate the treadmill...."

"I love running...five more minuets".....

"I wish no one was in the gym....my ass is jiggling"

"My ass jiggling is a reminder of why I'm here right now"

"If no one was here, I would be making loud noises and would probably strip down to my bra"

"I am sweating like a man"

"I wish I was the only one in the gym right now!"

"Why is that woman staring at me?"

"What is that woman doing???"

"Why is that man taking off his shirt?"

"I love my new shoes"

"That woman looks lost. She needs a trainer."

"If I don't write all my thoughts down, I'll forget them all..."

"I should go to target today..."

"I wonder if that man really thinks he's working out?"

"Crap! Today is Hanukkah!"

"I'm officially dripping sweat from my elbows"

"I love working out"

"I hope this BodyBugg is working....."

"Just keep swimming, just keep swimming...."

"I feel fucking amazing!"

One hour and ten minuets later, I walked out of the gym into the freezing cold and felt like I had done the greatest service to my mental and physical health. I'm so glad I didn't give into the, "Im too busy to take some time for myself...."